Two pithy bits come to mind:
- Don’t let the perfect be the enemy of the good
- Nothing is particularly ‘green’ when held up to close scrutiny
Mom cooked chicken – about 15 different ways. Dad was a Grill Guy – about 15 different kinds of beef. When I was on my own, I went veggie (I think it was ovo-lacto-pesca-vegetarian, technically), but was never preachy. I was just ‘over’ meat.
Decades later, I was taking an overnight first-class bus in Central America. I was sure to secure my veggie meal … which … as it turned out … was never even a thing. It was dinner, then sleep, then wake up. No food stops and I was starving.
Boom. Ham and cheese sandwich (I needed the calories, so I consciously didn’t opt to strip out the ham).
I could have switched right back, but didn’t. I have a largely plant-based diet now.
As part of a former life, I’ve visited a number of abattoirs. I was that version of veggie at the time. Everybody was horribly amused that a veggie had to tour a slaughterhouse. I wasn’t sickened, but it isn’t a pretty sight to see how beef gets to our plate.
[It’s something I think people ought to see and understand. It’s one thing I admire about hunters who hunt as a food source]
So I try to do many/most things better than I did yesterday or last year.
But Jeff Goldblum (Michael, in “The Big Chill”) was right:
Michael : I don’t know anyone who could get through the day without two or three juicy rationalizations. They’re more important than sex.
Sam Weber : Ah, come on. Nothing’s more important than sex.
Michael : Oh yeah? Ever gone a week without a rationalization?